2k17 and here I am writing fictional porn on a show that ended almost five years ago. Enjoy.

Tuesday evenings, Mrs. Benson would spend a couple of hours reuniting with her friends for a bible study session; she'd provide homemade dried-up fruit for all the lovely ladies to enjoy and it always seemed to end well. This had become a routine for quite some time now, to Freddie's advantage. He knew as soon as the clock stroke six-thirty-seven his mother was out the door with the delicious treats in Tupperware, admitting that the time and distance allowed her to get just a couple minutes early to catch up with the girls. She'd smooch her son on the cheek, an accusing finger at him asking him to behave, and with a silly grin he'd nod, "I know mom, no parties while you're gone." He'd chuckle heavily and she'd reply with a low sigh and a small smile exiting her apartment door.

Sam Puckett was slamming doors open with the spare key she'd manage to make a copy of with no given permission, invading a fridge she was not all that familiar with. She soon came to realize she didn't quite want that much of a close relationship nonetheless unless all she wanted to snack on was hummus or low-fat milk. Still, Freddie had gotten used to her letting herself fall on his couch, a lazy groan escaping her lips, "Freddie, I'm bored!" Of course, he had later managed to translate her word into, "Freddie, fuck me!" Did he let it get to his ego? Maybe a couple of times. But who wouldn't let such a subtext phrase skyrocket their ego?

Since Carly didn't quite know about their situation - Sam and Freddie having sex like bunnies, though now their relationship was practically illegal due to their parent's wedlock - the blonde girl had come up with mother-daughter bonding to escape Tuesday evening without any suspicion onto why she had to leave early. She'd slip right onto the apartment right across the hall as fast as she could.

"What do you want to do?" Freddie asked; Sam looked at him with a thinking face, and then she'd laugh childishly, gently keeping her bottom lip in between her teeth to try and minimize the smile going from ear to ear.

"As if you had to ask, Benson." Her voice was taunting and sexy all at the same time. She stood and removed her Penny Tee to reveal she was wearing a blue-laced bra underneath; she was prepared. She tossed the shirt at him as she walked away towards the hall, knowing all too well he was right behind her. And she was right; Freddie didn't give it a second thought as he sprinted right after her, managing to swiftly pick her up onto his shoulder with her laughter filling their space. He tossed her onto his bed with the Galaxy Wars bed-sheets she teased him too much about. Removing his own shirt to toss away she allowed her to enjoy the view he was permitting. "That gym is doing good things to you, Fredork." Her smirk gave him the reassurance he always seemed to search for before doing anything else.

She laid on her back, using her elbows to prop herself waiting for him to go at her. And she didn't have to wait long. Freddie got atop her, one knee on each side of her thigh, his own elbows onto her sides as he felt his skin meet against her creamy one. He kissed her once, pulling back to see her eyes fluttering open, now with a cocked eyebrow. "You're beautiful," he whispered to her and she sighed heavily with a set of rolled eyes at him.

"Yap-yap, Freddie, you don't have to compliment me to fuck me. You know you're getting the goods."

He knew that was true; and not because Sam just had sex with whomever, but because she wanted to. And though she hated to admit, thinking about it, he realized that she had actually never admitted, the small compliments were a great detail she craved for more than anything.

With that, he kissed her once one, this time her hands going to his head and fingers slipping into his soft hair. He smelled fresh and figured he had probably showered before she had come over. Her grasp tighten slightly when she felt his tongue graze over her teeth, her moan audible enough to reflex a grind from Freddie's hips against her pelvis. Did she thank her lucky stars he was wearing sweats, as she has experienced such a hump while he wore jeans and it wasn't as comfortable as it was being able to feel his bulge against her as she wore tights.

Freddie's own hands began roaming her body, visiting places he was far too familiar and comfortable with. Her skin skimmed at his fingertips onto her lower back, his kisses trailing down to her chin and down onto her skin. She giggled, more at the sudden contact of his beard-stubs against her sensitive skin. That didn't stop her from granting him access, as she tilted her head to the side, breathing heavily and quickly when his warm tongue made contact, sending shivers down her spine. He licked up her neck towards her earlobe, taking in between his lips while his other hand that wasn't concentrating on her lower region went up to get a feel of her breast in his palm. She could feel herself getting hot as he sucked her lobe. Her own hips pressed against his, feeling his erection announce itself far more excited than it was just a minute ago.

She pulled herself back gently, almost immediately feeling his lips lift from her as he observed her face, "Is everything okay? Did I do some - ?"

"I want to be on top," she interrupted. He looked at her with a raised eyebrow, seeing how abnormal this sort of was. Most times he did the work and allowed her to soak it in. Not that it was a bother, he loved feeling her body and he knew just what she liked. But this was surprisingly sort of new.

"Really?"

"Yeah," was all she replied with, her face flustered with large sapphire eyes gazing up at him.

Without giving it a second thought he was rolled onto his side to see Sam stand up from bed only to remove her tights. She didn't have an exact match to her blue-lace bra but it wasn't like it mattered; her thong embraced what it could. She went onto straddle his pelvic area, feeling his boner against her crotch. She smirked at that, her hands spreading at his chest as she began to slowly move her hips back and forth. The motion was a tad bumpy, as the friction wasn't at its best, but she had still managed to drag a deep moan from his throat faster than she had expected. "You like that?" She asked, looking down at him as her blonde curls curtained her face, feeling his index finger make circles at her thigh while nodding 'yes'.

She began to speed-it-up, leaning slightly forward as her breast bounced lightly up and down. She was getting wetter. And then pop; Freddie's cock was pulled out by Freddie himself. He moaned silently trying to move faster before stopping a second too early. She leaned down to kiss him hard before reversing her posture, to now giving him her back. He was getting a good view of her behind; each buttock bouncy and bubbly, divided by the thick string of her undergarment. She leaned forward, using her elbows to posture herself comfortably as her wet panties still grind against his full erection.

Her hips paced gently back and forth once again, feeling the mid-shaft and head of his cock through the thin fabric. Freddie's hands took a handful in each of her ass; squeezing and pulling apart as the set motion rose moans for each individual, "Mhmm," she'd moan with the feeling of her wet pussy slam against his cock as Freddie moved the fabric to the side exposing her vagina. While one hand continued to feel one ass-cheek, the other held his cock in place to follow Sam's motions, leaving his shaft to be in between her pussy's lips. It was hot and beginning to get sticky.

Sam moved a little faster feeling him cum suddenly, "Are - are you - ?"

"No, no," Freddie moaned out, "K - keep going!" He insisted.

She did as he asked, looking back at him, her motions never stopping, even as Freddie began to feel himself. His semi-tight grip around his well-lubricated penis went up and down fast, his other hand going to feel Sam's pussy. His thumb dipped into her juices and dragged some onto her anus, playing with it gently. "Ah, aah, fuck," she laughed more at herself, as her orgasm was suddenly triggered by being teased in her asshole.

"What?" He half-laughed back.

"That..." she allowed herself to breathe, "felt..nice.." She admitted.

Freddie then, with his wet thumb, proceeded to tease her ass. He rubbed the tip of his penis against her asshole, She moaned loudly.

He called for a re-position, removing himself from below him as he kept her on her knees and elbows. With his large cock managing to keep itself up quite straight, he took her by the hip and humped her from behind. His cock never penetrating her anus, but rather sliding his shaft up and down, receiving well-rejoiced groans as feedback. His hands held onto her ass, spreading it wide, "Hmp, hmp! Hmp! Oh, Sam! You're so thick!" He called out as she moaned his name.

"Oh, Freddie! I can feel it, I can feel, oh, oh, ay," she moaned.

In a quick second he twirled her onto her back, taking her by surprise as she looked up at him. He began yanking her thong off, not really caring that he only managed to remove it off one leg. He spread her legs wide open and rubbed his cock against her pussy. Using one hand to keep on her thigh for a far more comfortable position, he used the other to rub Sam's clit. It was already sensitive as it was, but Freddie's touch only made her squirm under him. Her chest panted heavily as he kept her in place, his own fingers squirming at how wet she was getting - if that was possible. "Aah! Yes, Freddie fuck me! Fuck me, Freddie!"

In a blink of an eye, Freddie's cock had penetrated Sam's pussy, moaning each other's name as Sam's arms spread upward with excitement, along with her eyes rolling upward. His thrust into her was slightly rough, unintentionally. Her body was reaching its limit, and he knew so; seeing as how her body began to coil with heavy pants. Her face was red and she was now shivering. "I'm cumming - !" Happening to quick Freddie allowed himself to cum inside Sam, as the embrace of her inner walls around his cock felt too good.

Sam's body went still, her eyes closed and her chest rising up and down. Still in her, Freddie allowed himself to collapse atop her body.

It was silent for an almost a minute until Sam laughed, "Freddie?" She called.

"Hm?"

"Are you still hard?" Her question was more of disbelief rather than wanting an actual answer. She knew he was still hard. She could feel him inside her.

"Yup," he smirked.

He propped himself up and made a small movement inward, her moan almost too quick. He nuzzled his nose in between her still-cupped breasts, beginning to pace himself inside her once again. Her quiet moans gave him the confidence to continue, though she was sensitive. "This was fun," he commented with a smirk. She chuckled with a nod of agreement.

"We should do this again."

Their laughter filled the room knowing damn well a shower was well needed. Which meant, good thing he was still hard.

Guess who's alive?

I know it's been over half a year since I posted something, and I'm sorry! School started before spring even began and then I'm taking summer classes so I could graduate faster before transferring, but this account has been in my head lately, for some unknown reason. So I wanted to type something up, something quick and not as much detailed - just for a small wank.

Dry humping is one of my daily-routine activities, so just wanted something spicy relating to it, because I love it. You guys, it's such a great stress-reliever!

You guys mind telling me some of y'all's sexual frustration's stress-reliever? I might give them a go!

Anyways, thank you so much for reading and if you enjoyed it, please, just a comment to know that you care!

-mydearfulpleasures